Grumpy Cat Memes Christmas Novels & Stories

"As far as I know." "You know, most families have a black sheep." With a snobbish sniff, Carlie tossed her hair. "I always did like to do things a little different." "That you do, but if you think I'm cleaning out any litter boxes?" A giggle left Carlie. "Don't you dare start getting me catnip for Christmas." A mischievous grin pulled at Ruth's lips. "How about a windup mouse?" "Seriously, though, I know this is a lot to take."

But since he had already completed this part of his plan, he was feeling quite happy and he was fine with that. "Well, I think we don't need to do any Christmas shopping yet. But I can ask if you can help us unpack and settle in tomorrow, right? Unless you're going to the office instead…" The Alpha of the Silvercrest pack suddenly froze for a moment, and then a large Cheshire cat grin slowly showed up on his face. The babies laughed at the "big happy man" and then ran to him with arms spread wide open… Soon the three were on the floor having piggyback rides with the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar company…

she scoffs, wondering why he didn't go for the more obviously demeaning option to her image. "A house cat is more fitting; a sloth always looks happy and peaceful. Cats usually look grumpy all the time, like you," he says and pokes her in the forehead again. "Besides, sloths aren't that cute, cats are," he adds. This startles her a little, wondering what he means by that. Does he mean to say she is cute, like a cat? Why would he say she looks grumpy all the time, then contradict himself by saying that?

I screamed and glared at it. The cat looked taken aback at my words while the bunny and the chipmunk simply snickered at him. The cat looked back and glared at them. Immediately, the chipmunk and the bunny stopped laughing. The cat returned its gaze at me and frowned. Its whiskers moved at the gesture. I swear, if it wasn’t for its grumpy attitude then I might have found it cute. “Get.Down.Now.” It warned me. “Or else.” “Or else what?” I snapped at the cat. I already have a somewhat rude wolf familiar, who gives me an attitude from time to time. I don’t need a cat to do the same. “You’re going to scratch the tre until it falls down?”

Erebus stood on the side, watching Charlie and Kitty without a word. Kitty squinted her eyes at Charlie with suspicion: "Then why are you so cocky about this?" "Hey, that's so horrible a word!" Charlie protested with a grin, "I'm HAPPY, that you are getting a huge party, because you deserve the best." "Haha." Kitty said the word in sarcasm. "I mean it --" Charlie frowned at that. Why was Kitty so against his "kindness"? If it was any other girls, they would be burst of happiness right now.

Cyrus was right, if I had goals. “Can you use magic to help?” Jane offered. “I can imagine a good grade.” Suddenly, the daunting task seemed attainable. “Esmerelda!” Cyrus and Ghost exclaimed. “What does the pack do for Christmas?” I winked at Jane. She understood my tactic. “Christmas?” “Isn’t it next week?” “I suppose it is.” “Can I invite Uncle Harris?” “Maybe we can celebrate at the bar.” Cyrus deflected. “I need to look forward to something joyous.”

She bounced out of my room, leaving me alone with my messy hair and complete lack of holiday cheer at this ungodly hour. I dragged myself out of bed and threw on the matching pajamas Sophie had given everyone last night. Red and green plaid. Ridiculous but comfortable. Downstairs, chaos. Sophie was organizing presents into piles. Catherine made coffee in the kitchen, looking far too put together for seven in the morning. Jason sat on the couch already on his phone. Melissa complained about the early hour. And Derek stood by the Christmas tree, his hair sticking up in the back, wearing his matching pajamas. He looked tired. Adorable. Completely unfair.

~ a few weeks before X-mas~ Billie's POV: I can't believe that in a few short weeks it will be Christmas. The holidays have me thinking about all of the orphaned pups that have joined the packs. None of them have any family left to care for them or see them on the holidays. So with that in mind I emailed the other two packs to bring all of their orphaned pups and childless couples with them today. All of the Alpha's agreed to it very quickly deciding this would be the best Christmas gift to all.

Prissy looked up at her as if wondering what she was talking about. "Yes, I guess I talk to you all the time, so you have no idea what I'm talking about." Kiki let out a deep breath as she stroked her fur. "Okay. Enough of that." Prissy looked at her as if she had lost her mind. "Today's Christmas Eve! We have to celebrate!" Kiki dressed quickly in her jeans and an oversized sweater, still in her socks, and headed out to the living room.

I sighed again as I finally felt Grumpy's skin against my own. This was my heaven. Right here. Grumpy pulled back. I snarled low in my throat. "You're not going anywhere, mister." His chuckle was strained. "Oh believe me, none of us are leaving for a very long time. And since I'm trying to be nice, and not just shove my dick inside the tight haven of your body, I'm going to eat your pussy until you beg for more." With that, he had one of his brothers hold my hands up over my head. He made his way down my body. Biting, nipping, and nibbling kisses that lit a fire deep inside me.